You still preempted me slightly, but I will take credit for having the idea first, since the ring has been sitting here waiting." When were you planni...ng to ask me?" I hadn't completely worked that out. I had vague ideas about doing it during senior prom, or even while we were giving the valedictory address. I had pretty much ruled that one out, because I figured that way too many people would freak." Yeah, like my parents, your parents, the entire graduating class..." Yes, but think of it this. .." Brad said as he jabbed my arm again and landed his knee into my back, drawing out a long shriek from my belly."You wanna streetfight, I'll show you, fucking pussy," Brad continued.He manhandled me until I was on my back and gave me two rough punches to the stomach, his powerful biceps and shoulders contracting with the strength of the blows. The force of being hit drew my breath out. When Brad stood up, I lay at his feet, still out of breath, while he looked over me, his body relaxed,. My thighs pressed up against her knees and people we still jostling us so, to make more room she raised and opened her legs and I stepped in between to allow people to pass behind me. As I stood there between her legs, just inches from her, I could feel her body heat on me. She gently pressed her thighs against my hips and leaned then leaned very slightly back. We found ourselves suddenly in an very erotic position, but with so many people moving around and past us nobody seemed to notice. We. The second rule is that if the women want to touch us, they can, but we cannot touch them back unless they say we can. It can be frustrating but rules are rules.It’s a simple job, an entertaining job and a frustrating job all at once. I get to see so many beautiful women pass through the shower. Some come in and wash themselves, ignoring me and my mates. Some flirt with us, often coming up to us with a handful of shower gel and soaping us up as they also wash themselves. There is a rule (rule.